possessed,impossible,ordinary,
dead wood, hideous, ugly
dark coffin
a gentle black flood in the mind
clean blooms
of love and venom
a garden of horns
drink to the something of the moth
Quiet
Proud
“At poor peace”
fly forever
on wings of
anger
carve the sun in the image of the dream
sear your names upon the blister of the sky
sin and believe:
Frailty is achieved
lay all day in an unmade bed
blind your brother
mock your sister
hours burn the breast
gravel fills some void
a living furnace, a treachery
hostility
salacious deeds,
death in the morning
Death on Sunday Morning
stuff is spattered when the mouth is shut
the heart is taught that the mouth is shut.
The poems here are very good I enjoyed them all ! I wish you guys the very best in everything that comes your way! Keep up the great work and have fun. Hope to read more poems from all of you
I have to say I think this one is my favorite so far. That is until you post hobocop!
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Thanks for reading and for the compliment.
This poem is good, very descriptive. Did you write it? If so you should write for bands! Reminded me of a band called porcupine tree’s lyrics.
Of course I wrote it. Thanks for the compliment. I dig Porcupine Tree.
Lets chill w/ the space turtles headed toward Forever Island.